How many times each day

do You come to me, Jesus?

How many quiet prophets,

how many whispered warnings

are sent to catch my attention?

 

And how many times do I pass by

unaware of Your calm Presence,

unfeeling of Your beckoning gaze?

 

How often have I shunned Your messengers;

sending them away with clipped words

and cold eyes?

How often have I hurt the agents of Your care;

too busy or self-absorbed to notice

Your invitation in their words?

 

Forgive me, Lord,

when through neglect, pre-occupation or wrongfulness,

I turn my back on You.

Teach me to see, to listen and to walk with an open heart,

so that I can welcome You,

and answer You,

when, in grace and love,

You call me to follow.

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